How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

Tel Aviv is full of spring in early April, and the warm and humid wind blows into this modern metropolis from the Mediterranean. In people's sights, they were talking and laughing as they passed by the square, and the white doves of peace flickered past their heads with flickering wings.The Winter Soldier is wearing a simple white shirt, black suit pants, and a pair of big toad mirrors on the bridge of his nose. He is lying lazily on the open-air cafe beside the square, like a cat seriously drying its belly. There sat a tall, muscular brunette—Anthony Masters, the Winter Soldier's new security partner.

"Hey man, there's a blond guy under the tree over there that's been watching you." Masters said, poking the Winter Soldier, sounding a little sour, "If I were him, I wouldn't When there is a stunning beauty sitting next to her, she still keeps her eyes on others—it is said that red-haired women are very sexual, and can cooperate with you to play in any place for a whole day."

The Winter Soldier glanced at his partner and silently rolled his eyes.In his opinion, this guy is a chatty chatterer with a bit of a bad temper. He is actually not very suitable for security tasks. This time he was added because he can speak Hebrew.

"I thought our target was in the coffee shop." He yawned and replied, still keeping his face facing the sky and basking in the sun.

"I asked about that stinky scientist before." The muscular male partner didn't shut up obediently because of the Winter Soldier's indifference, but moved closer and continued to murmur, "He's just 34 years old, unmarried and single. The experiment is to pick up girls, he likes to attack his colleagues, it is said that he has slept with all the female assistants around him, he is simply the second Stark, I hope he will not cause trouble for us during this trip to Israel."

The Winter Soldier only felt a series of babbling words flowing past his ears, raised his sunglasses slightly in boredom, and turned his head to look in the direction his partner pointed just now, just in time to collide with the gaze cast by Steve, who Immediately lowered his head in a panic, while pretending to chat casually with Natasha beside him, he began to giggle inexplicably to himself.

The person who came to Tel Aviv to participate in the World Science and Technology Conference this time is Matthew Sward, an American scientist who focuses on the research and development of laser weapons. He is young and promising, and has unlimited potential. Laser weapons are the most promising military project of the US government in recent years. He also attaches great importance to his safety, and specially "rented" two super agents from the alliance to accompany him for protection--the evil god who is accustomed to budgeting carefully does not allow the alliance to work for the government for free like before. It is okay to provide help, and joint operations are not impossible. But the big premise is that money must be given, a lot of money.

In this way, Clint and Bucky are stuffed into the security team to protect the scientist, while Natasha and Steve are there to protect Bucky - the former's false identity is the Eastern European who was invited to the technology conference. A female scientist, while the latter is her underground lover, commonly known as "little boy".

Therefore, rather than saying that this is a mission, it is better to say that this is a group tour at public expense.

"Cap, please be professional, you are my male partner now, you should be drooling at my chest instead of smiling brightly because of a man ten meters away." On the other side of the open-air cafe, The red-haired female agent complained to Captain America while sipping her coffee.

"I didn't keep looking at Bucky with a big smile on my face," Steve retorted flatly, "I just wanted to do a sketch of him—the flower bed next to him is blooming really well."

"Oh, that sounds so sweet," the red-haired female agent put her chin up with one hand, and gave Steve a perfect smile, which made the handsome waiter beside her want to move, "Is it the same for you 70 years ago?"

Steve shook his head while swiping his pen to continue his work: "Bucky used to be very active, he is the worst model I have ever seen, he always refused to stay in the same place and maintain the same posture , I had no choice but to draw him when he was sleeping, but he said that if someone stared at him all the time, he would not be able to fall asleep, so the chances of me being able to draw him are actually very few.”

"Then did you confess to him?"

The pencil in Steve's hand slipped uncontrollably on the drawing paper, destroying the flower beds and the crowd behind Bucky with a deep and ugly straight line.He sighed, wiped off the entire area angrily, and then put the pen on the table.

"I thought we'd already talked about it," he said again, with that Captain America solemn tone, "and I'm going to repeat it to you now, stop making fun of my relationship with Bucky."

Natasha looked at Steve with a loving look, as if he was a child who needed guidance.

"I'm not joking about your relationship with Bucky," she replied solemnly, "I'm serious about suggesting that you—Steve Rogers should confess to James Barnes. Believe me, you It will definitely work."

"No, Natasha, I can't," Steve shook his head, "and I explained why."

"Yeah, you don't want to mislead him, and you don't want to deprive him of the right to like others, but James is also interested in you, and you will be a perfect couple."

"But that's just 'interesting'. Some people in the league once thought you were interested in me, but what happened? Thank you for caring about us, but love can only come slowly."

Red Sail agent shook his head helplessly: "Your old-fashioned theory has directly led to the fact that you are still standing still 70 years later."

Steve shrugged: "It's better than slipping and falling into the abyss."

Before Natasha had time to say something to wake up the old Popsicle who was pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed, she saw the Winter Soldier suddenly sit up and put his suit jacket on his shoulders, and left the seat with his partner—— Their protected object was coming out of the coffee shop with a cup of drink, and beside him was a hot brown-skinned beauty.

"This guy can't bear it, just stay in the hotel and don't come out to wander around." Masters put his hands in his pockets, and complained to his partner while following Matthew. The Winter Soldier didn't even bother to hum this time. Snort, for the sake of caution, no one in the security team knew the real identities of him and Clint, and the two were not grouped into a group, but why was Clint lucky enough to get a beautiful woman as a partner, while he Just being stuffed into a big chatterbox?

And this kind of dislike is obviously not one-sided, the Winter Soldier's indifference obviously made the new partner not very happy, he glanced at the Winter Soldier, and snorted heavily: "It's really unfortunate, the task target can pick up girls everywhere, But I just want to stick with a little boy, wandering on the street like a perverted gay."

"Then you earned it." The Winter Soldier rarely replied, his eyes hidden behind the sunglasses and no emotion could be seen.

Masters choked.

"Well, to be fair, if we're really lovers, then I've earned it," he retorted immediately, "but we're just partners, and I can't really put you under me until you call me daddy, look at you Thin arms and thin legs, if you encounter danger, you will definitely only drag me down." He said, looking up and down the Winter Soldier with a very disdainful look.

Compared with ordinary people, the Winter Soldier is not thin and weak, but he is obviously smaller than those muscular special forces soldiers. Moreover, because he has not seen the sun for many years, his skin is quite pale, and his facial features are handsome. Among the rough men of the team, it can be said to stand out from the crowd, and it is no wonder that Masters dared to provoke.

The Winter Soldier didn't refute, but just took a look at the big man who spoke rudely, and suddenly punched him flying.

"Fuck," the big man who finally realized that he had stabbed a hornet's nest struggled to get up from the ground, grinning his teeth in pain while clutching his stomach, "We're on a mission, what's wrong with your fucking brain."

"It's nothing, I just want to try to see who is dragging whom." The Winter Soldier replied casually, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but after looking forward, he frowned again, "Follow up quickly, don't let the target out of sight. "

In the back, Natasha turned her head and smiled at the solemn Steve: "Look, Cap, don't be so nervous. James can take care of himself. No one can get away with sexual harassment."

Steve rubbed his ears. He has never been used to this kind of in-ear bug, but for Bucky's safety, they must keep in touch at all times: "I'm not nervous, and Bucky always knows how to deal with this kind of thing, I have faith in him."

"You mean, this kind of thing happens often?" Natasha asked with interest, and Steve nodded as a matter of course: "Bucky is so good-looking, and there are always many people who like him. He has always been gentle to women and gentle to men." It's more violent. When we were in the army, people always sneaked on Bucky's ass at the beginning. After he took off those hands, no one dared to do it. But it's more troublesome in the shower, after all, it's just to be watched , and can’t really gouge out those people’s eyes.”

Natasha suppressed a smile, always feeling the jealousy in Steve's words.

"I didn't know he was so violent from then on," teased the red-haired female agent, who had no right to say that others were violent, "I've seen photos and videos of James from World War II, and I have to say that appearance is quite deceiving. "

"Bucky was a master of martial arts before he joined the army," Steve proudly introduced. When he mentioned his best friend, he became more energetic and talked more. I was weak and couldn't get a formal job, so I had to get up early every morning to deliver newspapers and do odd jobs; Bucky's family was also very difficult, he had a younger brother and a younger sister, and he had to save money to treat my illness , and ran to fight. He is very smart, he learns things very quickly, and his body is flexible. He can beat his opponent and win bonuses almost every time. If there is no Bucky, I may not live to be an adult because I have no money for medical treatment. The Captain America you are partnering with now probably has someone else."

"Yeah, yeah, even if you have nothing, you still have your Bucky." Natasha looked at Steve with a smile, and suddenly had an urge to touch his head.Although I have been listening to the captain nagging all day recently, "Bucky is the best", "Bucky is the cutest", "I love Bucky the most (although it is not the original words, but the subtext is correct)" already A little numb, but there is still an uncontrollable jealousy—if she had a friend like Bucky when she was a child, would her whole life be different?But there is no real friendship in the Red House, and no positive connection can be established between people. Once you give someone your sincerity, the end must be death because of it, sooner or later. Natasha has seen too many So many tragedies like this.

Of course, she did have James. As a lover, although it was only a short month, it became the greatest comfort in her life.In these years, whenever the night was quiet and sleepless, she recalled more than once the love affair in her girlhood, that dreamlike time that could never be repeated.

At that time, they were all only sixteen or seventeen years old, and the youngest of them was just over fourteen, but everyone knew what kind of cruel training they would experience as a female agent. Their graceful bodies would be regarded as objects to achieve their goals and delivered to Use by anyone of value.This is a fate that cannot be escaped, so no one tried to escape, but the indelible romantic feelings of the girls kept them dreaming that a prince would suddenly appear, love them, protect them, and look at a woman instead of a piece of clothing. The Item's eyes gazed at them tenderly.

Miraculously, a young fighting instructor with a mysterious origin descended from the sky. He was as powerful as a god and had a handsome face like that of Nakasos, which fascinated all the girls in the red house and made them I tried my best to have a good time with him—rather than handing over my precious first time to a rude instructor, fat-brained politician, or obscene experimenter, I should take the initiative and choose a favorite object— —At least the one with outstanding looks.

There are too many flowers in the garden, all eagerly expecting to be picked by this beautiful male butterfly, but James only chose Natasha.

She still remembers how she felt when they kissed, the whole world spinning, the dizzy feeling of being hit hard by great happiness; when he penetrated her deeply, the pain and pleasure were intertwined, Inseparable, sweat and tears entangled across her soft cheeks.The handsome man with the green eyes never smiled, but looked at him like she was a rare treasure in the world, not a tool to be trampled on.

Then a month later, James disappeared out of nowhere, as mysteriously as he appeared, and the Red House replaced them with a female teacher, but said nothing about James' whereabouts.Natasha didn't try to find him. This was a love that was not allowed, and she never expected it to last forever from the very beginning.She is an agent, and she may die at any moment. In her doomed short life, she has been loved by someone, and she has loved someone before.

She is one of the best female agents, her sharp skills and sensitive mind make her live longer than all of them, until she can finally get out of the magic swamp and start to learn how to be a good person, to embrace those who are normal to normal people. It is an ordinary life, but the shadow of her childhood still hangs over her, and the fear of feelings always lingers in her mind like a ghost and refuses to leave.

Perhaps when she rejected Clint's confession, it was not simply for the sake of the other party. The crux of the problem was that she was afraid of establishing an intimate relationship, she was afraid of opening her heart to someone, and she was afraid of giving herself completely. In other words, she has lost the ability to love, and correspondingly, she no longer has the right to be loved, all of which have long been buried on the operating table in that dark room.

Therefore, even now, she has never thought of reconnecting with James—both she and he are completely broken from the inside, and it is difficult for broken souls to mend and save each other. What they need is another strong man. The resolute soul held their hands tightly, led them out of the haze of the past, and showed them the splendor of the future, which is why she so hoped that Steve and James could finally get together.

James is very unfortunate, Natasha still has a sense of autonomy at least, but Hydra even wants to take over his personality; but in a way, he is much luckier than her, he has Steve Rogers, this stubborn The guy was always in love with him and waiting for him.They have been one since childhood, just like the human beings who were split in half by the gods in ancient Greek legends. Only by struggling to find their own half can they be fulfilled.

"Natasha?" Steve's voice echoed in his ears.

"Hmm." The red-haired female agent snorted absently, her thoughts still immersed in distant memories, until Steve's anxious voice sounded again: "I think we have to go to Bucky—over there There seems to be something wrong."